In the few days after the Tartai family was destroyed, large groups of men from the Terton tribe reached the west bank of the Bighorn River one after another.

For a time, people and horses neighed on the west bank, and dust rose everywhere. The people in Niuti Valley said "there is thunder in winter" - in fact, it was the rolling thunder of thousands of horses trampling the earth.

Moreover, because of the winter monsoon, the Terdun people are in the upwind position, while the Oxhoof Valley is in the downwind position.

The smoke from the man's burning of cattle and horse dung mixed with the dust kicked up by the horses' hooves, and was blown to the east coast by the west wind, making the people of Tiefeng County cough from morning till night.

Just the smoke from the barbarian's fire is so terrifying, how can we wait for the barbarian to cross the river?

People in Niuti Valley are in panic, many civilians even want to abandon their homes and flee, and even the will of the soldiers can't help but be shaken.

But seeing the blood-red flag flying on the church bell tower, everyone calmed down again - the blood wolf is still in Oxhoof Valley, what are we afraid of?

Oxhoof Valley is now the frontline of the confrontation between the two armies, so Winters has never left.

The Terton army arrived, and the troops under Winters also arrived in Oxhoof Valley one after another.

The first to come to support were the 11th and 12th companies.

The second batch of reinforcements was the "Volunteer Brigade" led by Samkin - but soldiers from other companies generally called them the "Basket Weaving Brigade".

Because the volunteer brigade recruits from among the prisoners, all of them are carefully selected by Samujin. The prisoners who are best at weaving baskets are also the prisoners who are the most obedient.

The name of the prisoner brigade was not pleasant, so Winters personally gave it the title "Volunteer Brigade".

He has signed a new contract with the prisoners in Wargne County:

[If you capture one Telun head, you will be free after the war; if you capture two Telun heads, you are allowed to be called a field soldier; if you have two or more heads, you will accumulate merit according to the standard of an active soldier.]

Niuti Valley was originally garrisoned by 1st Company and 2nd Company, and with the 11th Company, 12th Company and [Basket Weaving Brigade] coming from behind, the total strength was close to a thousand people.

If the civilians of Ox Hoof Valley are counted as auxiliary soldiers, the size of the army can instantly expand to 5,000.

According to the rules, I made a false report, saying that Winters Montagne personally led an army of 20,000 people to confront Terton's 100,000 cavalry across the river... It is obviously very reasonable.

In order to monitor the enemy's situation, Winters mobilized manpower to build a series of watchtowers on the east bank of the Bighorn River.

At this moment, he was on one of them, leaning on the railing and looking across the river at the Teltown people on the other side.

"Tell me." Winters leaned on his cane and suddenly asked the people behind him with a smile: "Are the Hud people so poor that all they have left is their horses?"

Hearing this, everyone present laughed.

Wearing a tattered hat and a triangular kerchief over his face, Winters looked like a gangster, without any appearance of "Your Excellency the Tribune".

The others were similarly dressed, all wrapped up tightly, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

It seems that Winters brought it upon himself. The meadows on the west bank of the Big Horn River were completely burned by him. Even if there was no human activity, the wind would stir up dust all over the sky. Now with the help of the Terton army, the sandstorm is even more powerful.

"In addition to horses, there are also cows and sheep!" Bart Shilling's eyes narrowed with laughter: "Of course the most valuable thing is the horse! Centurion, the barbarian gave us a generous gift, we have to thank them properly.

!”

According to the initial visual inspection by Tamas and Bart Schalling, the number of horses in the Tartai tribe should be about 500 to 600.

However, after the battle, when they were counted, nearly a thousand horses were actually counted, which was a windfall. Poor Tartai, who had worked so hard to save a fortune, all fell into Winters' pocket.

The lucrative robbery business indirectly led to the officers under Winters becoming somewhat "nomadic".

After saving and saving, it was still so tight that Winters couldn't even get a hundred war horses together.

If you win a battle, you can grab nearly a thousand horses in one go - although some are good and some are bad. Why bother breeding? Will you get them soon? How happy?

Winters had to correct the second company commander: "The Teltown people did give a generous gift, but the most precious gift is not the horse."

Bart Xialing nodded respectfully: "This subordinate is stupid, please make it clear."

Winters raised his chin slightly: "It's that big fat man, Tartai. He's worth as much as a thousand horses. Well done, Tamas."

Tamas smiled and scratched his head.

In the surprise attack on Tartai's headquarters, Tamas captured the enemy chief alive and did a better job than Winters - after all, if Winters had done it, Tartai's possibility of survival would have been reduced.

"The Teltown people don't know our reality, but we have figured out the details of the Teltown people." Winters pointed to the powerful Teltown camp on the other side: "No matter how many people and horses there are, there will be no danger."

They are just here to give us gifts!”

The officers laughed. In addition to the officers, there was also the mayor of Niuti Valley.

The mayor smiled awkwardly. The barbarians on the other side could flatten the Cow Hoof Valley with just horse trampling. He really couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Mayor, please don't look so sad." Winters said to the mayor of Niutu Valley with a smile.

The mayor of Niuti Valley trembled in his heart, and his smile became even more ugly.

Winters leaned against the fence, chuckled and asked, "You think I'm bragging, right?"

"I don't dare, Your Excellency, I don't dare." The mayor of Niutigu shook his head desperately.

"Don't dare, you just have this intention?" Winters's eyes curled up in a smile.

The other party asked with a smile, but the mayor of Niuti Valley was about to burst into tears. He didn't know where he provoked this god of murder.

"Come." Winters waved: "Stand on the edge of the railing."

The mayor of Niuti Valley walked to the fence tremblingly. He couldn't help but glance down and suddenly felt that the world was spinning.

The watchtower is more than five meters high, with a soft river beach below it, but in the eyes of the mayor of Niuti Valley, it is as high as a hundred-meter cliff.

The mayor of Niuti Valley felt a push from behind, he screamed, and then found that he was still alive.

"What's your name?" Winters put his arm around the shoulders of the mayor of Niutu Valley and asked with a smile, "It scared me."

The nearly forty-year-old mayor was hugged by the blood wolf, his face was pale, and his words became stammering: "surging... subordinates... subordinates' hearts are so excited... that they scream..."

"Oh? Just get used to it." Winters pointed enthusiastically at the horses on the other side: "I'm afraid you can't understand, so I'll explain it to you. Did you see that there? It's the Turton people drinking horses."

"Look, look, see."

"According to my observation, the Teltown people drink from their horses three times a day, probably because there is no fresh grass to eat." Winters smiled and asked, "Tell me, how many horses are there in the herd of horses in the river?"

The mayor of Niuti Valley burst into tears: "This, this, this... my subordinates really don't know!"

"Then let me tell you, there are almost a hundred horses, and every time the horses drink water, it is the same size. According to my guess, it should be that it is inconvenient to drink water if there are too many horses, so the Telton people form a group of about a hundred horses and take turns to drink water.

."

"Your Excellency is wise!"

"Stop flattering and listen carefully." Winters smiled and said, "These are military secrets."

The mayor of Niutigu looked sad, nodding like he was pounding garlic.

"Then we come to the point." Winters put his left hand on the shoulder of the mayor of Niu Tu Valley, and took out a small notebook with his right hand: "According to the records from the watchtowers along the coast, the people of Teltown drank horses a total of 402 times yesterday - there may be omissions, repeated

, but it’s roughly accurate. Tell me, how many barbarians are there on the other side now?”

The mayor of Niuti Valley felt as if he was struck by five thunders: "I, I, I... my subordinates, how do my subordinates know?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Winters reassured the mayor. He thought of something and added seriously: "I forgot to tell you that although there are rich and poor, statistically speaking, the average number of Teltown's main troops is 3.1 per person.

Horse. Do you have any more calculations?"

The mayor of Niuti Valley shook his head desperately.

Winters put away his notebook: "Then I will give you the answer directly. The strength of the Telduans on the other side should be around four thousand. This can be mutually corroborated with the information provided by the enemy chief 'Tartai' captured by our army. Then you know

How many people are there in our army in Oxhoof Valley?"

The mayor of Niuti Valley swallowed and shook his head.

"Four companies, plus one brigade, less than a thousand people. These are military secrets." Winters patted the mayor of Niuti Valley on the shoulder: "Mr. Mayor, I have told you, you have to keep it secret for me.

ah."

The mayor of Niuti Valley couldn't hold it any longer, and he knelt down on the ground with his knees weak, holding the blood wolf's leg and howling with tears and snot, shouting for mercy.

Tamas and Bart Shilling stepped forward and pulled away the mayor of Oxhoe Valley, and they worked together to lift the latter up.

"Everyone was laughing just now, but you didn't laugh." Winters' eyes became cold: "Why don't you laugh?"

The mayor of Niuti Valley has cried so much that he can't speak.

The conversation could not continue.

Without Winters' orders, Bart Shilling punched the mayor of Oxhoof Valley hard in the stomach to help the latter stop crying.

The conversation can continue.

Winters sat back on the fence with his sword on his knees: "You don't smile because you are afraid. Of course you should be afraid. If there are four enemies and one of us, we will definitely lose no matter what."

I might as well tell you that the enemy warchief’s personal troops haven’t arrived yet, and when the fire-warmers’ personal troops arrive, it will be seven against one. Oh, we’re dead. So if you don’t laugh, you even think it’s funny when we laugh.”

"No...no..." the mayor of Niuti Valley shook his head like a rattle and cried: "My subordinates have never thought of it like this..."

"No?" Winters raised his sword eyebrows and drew out his sword: "Come, kiss the blade, swear that you didn't say 'defeat is inevitable, run away as soon as possible', swear that you didn't make nonsense in the church, swear that you didn't secretly form a clique.

Fight me. Swear and you can leave."

The mayor of Niuti Valley was trembling all over and did not dare to make a sound.

"Well, it's quite honest." Winters sheathed his sword, his expression became relaxed, and his smile returned: "Of course you can think this way, you can also say this, and I can even forgive you if you say this at the dinner table.

.But you can’t speak in public because you are the mayor. In front of the people, you represent my authority and position.”
To be continued...